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Too little time to live

Sep 30, 2022
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By Keyur Patil



The clouds move fast,

And the rain pitter patters;

in its own sweet melody.

It never stops.

So live, while you can.

Don't wait for the tide to lower;




Sail away, dive in

Show the seas you are king.

Conquer the waters;

And your fears too.

The sun is doomed to set

But the moon isn't harsh.

In its beautiful light

Find yourself.

Don't let the night be your demise.

'Don't wait for too long'

The clock on my lonely wall

It reminds me.

For if you do,

Maybe the clouds will all be gone,

The rain will have ceased to sing.

The tide would be low

But there will be no adventure in it.

For if you do,

The sun will set;

But the moon will never rise.

Because you waited too long,

To live.



By Keyur Patil




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